Fellow Daoist Entrusts His Child: Immortality Begins with Nurturing a Demoness

Chapter 21 Cultivation, Night Raid

A feeling of falling.
Feeling lethargic, exhausted, and suffocated as if drowning, Ling Qiuyun was physically and mentally drained and didn't even want to open her eyes.

With her mind clouded, Ling Qiuyun felt half of herself falling and the other half being pulled away, eventually shattering into pieces. Her perspective rose infinitely, as if she were about to drift to the ends of the earth.

She must be dead.

I remember now, she eventually died of illness in her bed, her soul tainted by the karma of possession, and instantly shattered into pieces after leaving her body.

There was no time to apprehend the spirit, and not even a word of farewell could be left.

"With Uncle Luo's protection, Mo Xue's path to immortality should be smooth sailing, right?"

With a clear mind and a sense of peace, Ling Qiuyun felt quite fortunate: "Luckily, I met Uncle Luo."

She slowly closed her eyes, accepting death as if resigned, but a faint resentment lingered in her heart, making it difficult for her to find peace.

Unwilling? Worried? No, even though he had no more feelings for her.

The moment the thought arose, Ling Qiuyun felt increasingly agitated, and a strong sense of jealousy welled up from her mind, becoming uncontrollable.

Why is it that Mo Xue can have a healthy body and outstanding talent, while she can only suffer from illness and wait to die in agony?

If she has a superior spiritual root, could she resolve her heart ailment through body refinement?
If she were healthy, how could her father have fallen into demonic possession?
"Jealousy. I want to be the older sister, I want to have a superior spiritual root."

Ling Qiuyun's evil thoughts suddenly arose, overwhelming and uncontrollable. The invisible iron chains of the soul banner had already climbed all over her body. The insignificant evil thoughts that had been hidden in her heart in the past were successfully stimulated and expanded exponentially.

When a strong attachment arises in the mind, the almost transparent soul stops dissipating.

She staggered, her pretty face contorted with rage, and reached out her hand toward Ling Moxue, whose face was pale with tension.

"I want to become..."

With her older sister's face almost touching, Ling Qiuyun's fingertips suddenly stopped.

She was panting heavily, her face contorted in pain as if trying to maintain her senses, only to be immediately consumed by evil thoughts. Her soul felt as if boiling water was rising, causing her unbearable suffering.

Even though the Soul Banner stirred her obsession, her subconscious kindness still preferred to dissipate rather than harm her elder sister.

Amidst the agonizing struggle, Ling Moxue's almond-shaped eyes were glazed over, her heart pounding with unease. Instinctively, she reached out and grasped Ling Qiuyun's hand from afar.

"Qiuqiu Yun?"

The call was faint, but when Ling Qiuyun's consciousness cleared again, she heard her elder sister's worried call.

"Sister?"

Ling Qiuyun was slightly stunned. She looked around and saw that it was still the familiar bedroom.

The flickering candlelight cast intermittent light on her body. She looked down and saw that her toes were dangling in the air, her body floating and translucent. Her delicate hands sometimes coalesced and sometimes turned into wisps of dark blue smoke.

I remember now, Master Luo wanted to refine her into the main soul of the banner spirit in order to save her life.

"Phew—thankfully it worked."

Beside him, Luo Fanchen let out a long breath, finally able to put his mind at ease.

More than a month has passed since he refined the main spirit of the Soul Banner. During this time, he continuously nourished it with his essence blood and the spiritual power of Yi Wood, finally replenishing Qiu Yun's soul power and completely refining it into the main spirit of the Soul Banner, eliminating any risk of it dissipating.

"At first, you may not be used to it, but as long as you are protected by the Soul Banner and regularly consume the essence blood of the Banner Master, you will be almost no different from an ordinary person."

Luo Fanchen stroked his chin, curiously examining the girl, and couldn't help but marvel.

The Soul Banner truly lives up to its reputation as a top-tier magical artifact; even Foundation Establishment cultivators find it difficult to preserve their souls intact.

Not only can a first-grade low-level soul banner do this, but it can also nourish the soul body in the future, allowing the girl to manifest her form at any time and with the help of the soul banner to devour souls and strengthen her cultivation, and assist in managing all ghosts. Its uses are endless.

"Don't worry, your three souls and seven spirits are still intact. If Mo Xue can one day enter the Taoist sect, you will still have a chance to return to life."

Luo Fanchen smiled gently as he reached out and lightly stroked Qiu Yun's hair.

The girl's soul was full and her figure was graceful. Her teardrop eyes were crystal clear and gentle, and a beauty mark under her moist red lips was charming and beautiful. Her soul was in her most perfect period, which was the girl's ideal self, a healthy and perfect body.

Qiu Yun's pretty face was stunned, but she did not resist being touched. To Luo Fanchen's surprise, the girl's hair felt surprisingly real.

Delicate and smooth, just like before. He wondered if it was just his imagination, but he could even smell the faint sweetness of lavender in the girl's hair. The girl's warmth was transmitted to his palm through her skin without any difference.

It truly is a complete soul.

"Qiuyun, don't worry, I will definitely join the Taoist sect!"

Mo Xue's eyes reddened slightly, overwhelmed with joy at having regained what she had lost.

She followed Luo Ye's example and reached out to touch Mo Xue, but her hand passed right through the soul. Looking at Qiu Yun, she saw that Qiu Yun was looking down with her head drooping, as if avoiding her gaze.

Ling Qiuyun felt quite embarrassed by her older sister's sincere concern and joy, her face burning as if on fire.

She recalled the evil thoughts she had in her spirit form and felt increasingly ashamed.

"Qiuqiu Yun?"

Mo Xue's joy vanished, her fingertips frozen in mid-air.

She could see Qiuyun's timidity, but she couldn't reach her sister, so she was at a loss.

"Qiuyun still needs time to adapt to her body and cannot control her physical form freely for the time being."

Luo Fanchen shook his head slightly. Having fully inherited the Soul Banner's legacy, he naturally had a basic understanding of the Soul Banner's principle of binding souls.

Qiuyun was probably stirred up by the Soul Banner and felt guilty towards Moxue. It wasn't really a rift between them, and the two sisters could resolve it with a private conversation one night.

Luo Fanchen simply took the two sisters' hands and interlocked them, using himself as a connection so that Mo Xue could also touch Qiu Yun.

"Uncle Luo. It's me."

"Alright, alright, we're not kids anymore, why are you being so stubborn?"

Ling Qiuyun was still somewhat reserved, her pretty face timid. Luo Fanchen forcefully pulled the two women into his arms, making them stick together.

The two sisters had long been connected and cared for each other, having truly touched each other's hearts.

Overwhelmed with relief, lingering fear, and worry, the two women huddled together, tears welling in their eyes, and sobbed.

Luo Fanchen acted as a mediator, looking down at the two sisters with gentle eyes, occasionally stroking their backs and quietly comforting them.

I had a feeling of soothing a baby, but thankfully I managed to save both girls.

Three days later, Ling Qiuyun had gradually become familiar with her body.

She was already able to control the Soul Banner with a simple sense and switch between reality and illusion, and began to breathe in the moonlight to cultivate her soul power.

The two sisters didn't stick together all the time. After Qiuyun's recovery, Moxue devoted herself to cultivation without stopping for a moment, hoping to enter the Taoist sect.

Luo Fanchen had some free time and continued to practice the Lesser Yang Wood Transformation Technique, occasionally taking time to refine the Soul Banner and cultivate the killing techniques within it, checking for any omissions or deficiencies.

As night deepened, Luo Fanchen meditated and exhaled as usual, summoning the Eight Desolate Demoness Record to check his condition after a long absence.

Name: Luo Fanchen

【Shouyuan: 31/70】

[Spiritual Roots: Five Elements Spiritual Roots]

[Cultivation Level: Qi Refining Level 4]

[Technique: Lesser Yang Wood Transformation Technique, Level 1 (10/200)]

[Spell: Beginner's Guide to Fire Incantation and the Great Sage's Banner Technique (5/300)]

[Currently available enchantresses to bind: 1; Current accumulated admiration points: 432]

He completely ignored the mediocre escape techniques and focused his attention on the Lesser Yang Wood Transformation Technique and the Banner Technique.

The former relates to the foundation of cultivation, while the latter can make up for his most lacking skill in killing and is related to Qiu Yun's cultivation state.

He tried to improve by spending 2 Admiration Points, and sure enough, it was effective, equivalent to him completing a full cycle of the Small Heavenly Circuit Technique.

Roughly 2 points of admiration are equivalent to 1 point of Shaoyang Wood Transformation Skill and Soul Banner Proficiency.

"The Soul Banner needs to restrain the souls of the dead to have the power to kill. Improving it now will have little effect. The Lesser Yang Wood Transformation Technique can not only improve cultivation, but after the second level, one can also try to comprehend supernatural powers to fill the gap in killing methods."

Luo Fanchen didn't hesitate for long. After investing his admiration points into the Lesser Yang Wood Transformation Technique, he inexplicably felt a slight emptiness in his dantian. His true essence remained complete and peaceful, and his Qi circulation technique improved by a whole level.

A large amount of Yi Wood True Essence surged from his dantian, pure and abundant, overflowing with vitality. Unbeknownst to him, it helped him break through an auxiliary acupoint of the spleen and stomach, causing him to experience excruciating abdominal pain.

After going to the toilet several times and expelling a large amount of foul-smelling filth, I immediately felt refreshed and my senses were sharp.

The feeling of "improved cultivation level"

Luo Fanchen clenched his fist, quite excited.

The improvement he could truly feel was rare after twenty years of arduous cultivation. After meeting the two Ling sisters, his fortune seemed to soar.
"Tsk, high-level techniques are indeed incomparable to longevity techniques."

After Luo Fanchen's upgrade, he still had 50 Admiration Points remaining.

He tried to improve his technique again, and it had now reached 3 Admiration Points, increasing his proficiency by 1, far surpassing the fourth level of the Longevity Technique.

“The spiritual energy in the mortal realm is scarce and resources are limited. Once Mo Xue has laid a solid foundation and Qiu Yun’s soul is stable, it’s time to return to Feiyun Workshop.”

Luo Fanchen raised an eyebrow slightly. There was a spirit-gathering array inside Feiyunfang, with spiritual power nearly a hundred times greater than that of other places. However, all the residences inside required spirit stones to move in.

In addition, the cultivation techniques suitable for Mo Xue also cost a lot of spirit stones, and the materials for refining the Soul Banner can only be sold on the black market.

"They spend money like water."

Luo Fanchen clicked his tongue in amazement. Mo Xue and the Soul Banner were practically money-devouring beasts. He still had eighteen spirit stones left on his body.

I need to learn a skill to earn some spirit stones, otherwise I'll be kicked out of Feiyunfang in less than half a year.

He had 47 admiration points left. He had studied several first-tier low-grade talismans, but unfortunately, his talent was limited, and he only had a superficial understanding of them.

Ling Youdao also left behind several talismanic jade slips.

After Qiuyun removes the restriction on the jade slip, she can study it briefly and then use admiration points to increase her proficiency and master the talisman-making technique.

The profit margin for first-tier talismans is meager, but it is still a skill that can bring in five spirit stones a year, making it a lucrative profession among Qi Refining cultivators.

It was late at night, and a light drizzle was falling outside.

Luo Fanchen's mental energy was greatly depleted, and he did not intend to force himself to practice breathing exercises in the latter half of the night. He turned over and wanted to rest.

"dong dong dong"

The wooden door creaked open slightly, revealing two darting little eyes that blinked gently.

Ling Qiuyun clung to the doorframe with her two small hands, peeking out with half her head, and said timidly, "Uncle Luo, it's me."

The young girl's face was flushed with a light pink, and her eyes, like water droplets, were misty and sparkling, making her charming and adorable.

She clutched her chest with her slender hands, her lips parted slightly as she breathed heavily, her breath hot.

"Autumn Charm? You."

Luo Fanchen was slightly taken aback. He could smell the warm, moist breath exhaled by the girl. It was sweet and slightly hot.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Luo, I really can't take it anymore."

Ling Qiuyun's slender toes, suspended off the ground, curled up roundly. Her red lips pursed into teeth marks, and her inner thighs clenched slightly, unconsciously rubbing against each other.

She lunged at Luo Fanchen, her lips, glistening with saliva, parted slightly as she pleaded pitifully, "Uncle Luo, I beg you..."

The girl's legs were bent and wrapped around his waist, her delicate lips were close to his. Although she was clearly just a soul, Luo Fanchen could feel the softness of her body. He saw Ling Qiuyun swallow many times, her beautiful eyes already glazed over.

"It's only been seven days, and it's already essence and blood. Isn't it supposed to happen once a month?"

Luo Fanchen was slightly taken aback. He could easily push Qiu Yun away, but he let her slender hands clasp his fingers together and press him down beneath him.

In the inheritance of the Soul Banner, the banner spirit only needs to be fed essence blood once a month.

If the frequency is too high, he might not be able to handle it.

"I"

Autumn Charm's hazy eyes regained some clarity. She lowered her head, her lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to explain.

But as soon as she opened her mouth, her soft little tongue uncontrollably darted out and greedily licked her lips.

I can't control it at all.

Her soul was solidified and did not need the nourishment of essence and blood for a short period of time, but her spirit was difficult to control. She had had this kind of soul-stirring desire for three days, and after suppressing it for two days, it became uncontrollable tonight.

She tossed and turned inside the soul banner, her soul almost burning. In the blink of an eye, she had already climbed to Uncle Luo's door.

"Please, Uncle Luo."

Ling Qiuyun's beautiful eyes yearned. She couldn't wait for Luo Fanchen's consent and buried her pretty face in his neck, inhaling his scent incessantly.

She parted her lips slightly, ready to nibble and suck on his neck.

"Stop, your neck won't work, Mo Xue will see it. Use another place."

Ling Qiuyun was slightly taken aback. She wiped the saliva from the corner of her lips, swallowed repeatedly, and straightened her back with great willpower.

"This is a one-time exception. Come on, come on."

Luo Fanchen sighed softly, knowing that if Qiu Yun wasn't satisfied tonight, the girl would not give up.

He extended his index finger, intending to squeeze out two drops of semen, but as soon as he cut his fingertip, a trickle of blood oozed out. Qiu Yun seemed to be possessed, her breath becoming rapid and fragrant. With her lips opening and closing, she leaned down and directly took his index finger into her mouth.

"hiss"

The tiger's teeth rubbed against the wound, causing a stinging pain.

Luo Fanchen frowned slightly, his fingertips warm and soft, and the pain quickly disappeared.

The young girl's beautiful eyes were filled with spring as she looked up at Luo Fanchen, sucking his blood. It took a long time for the flush on her face to fade, and her confused eyes regained their clarity.

"Little glutton, are you satisfied now?"

As the tightness around her fingertips gradually weakened, the girl opened and closed her mouth, spitting out her index finger, which was soaked in fragrant saliva, with two strands of saliva pulling out from her lips and fingertips.

The girl's pretty face was blank, and the blush that had just faded spread back to her snow-white neck at a visible speed, all the way to her ears.

"I didn't hiccup on purpose."

The girl hurriedly floated off Luo Fanchen's body, stammering out an explanation, and couldn't help but let out a soft hiccup halfway through. Embarrassed, she covered her mouth and lowered her head, wishing she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

Luo Fanchen smiled, gazing curiously at the glistening substance on his index finger.

How strange, can a soul leave water stains? Is it ordinary saliva, or pure soul power?
"Tell me, what's going on?"

Luo Fanchen patted his buttocks and stood up, his shoulders slumped and his whole body loose, so as not to expose his embarrassing situation.

The girl's touch, temperature, and aura were no different from those of an ordinary person, and her soul always maintained the girl's most perfect state, which truly required a lot of willpower.

Ling Qiuyun lowered her head with a wronged expression, her voice gentle: "Uncle Luo, the Soul Banner has no soul."

"I see. It was my oversight. Thank you for your patience."

Luo Fanchen nodded, instantly understanding Qiu Yun's predicament.

The spirit banner is based on the soul banner and nourished by the power of the soul spirit. Now that the evil spirits of the soul banner have been exhausted by Ling Youdao, Qiu Yun naturally cannot be replenished and is always hungry. So she can only replenish herself with her essence blood.

The essence and blood of the banner master are like a delicacy to the banner spirit. He was really worried that Qiu Yun would get a taste for it and look down on ordinary spirits in the future.

"It's time to leave Yanyun City. Pack your belongings tomorrow and come back to Feiyun Workshop with me."

Luo Fanchen pursed his lips, knowing it was time to leave.

Yanyun City couldn't collect enough evil spirits to fill the Soul Banner. Besides, it was time to let Mo Xue see what the real cultivation world was like.

The candlelight cast a dim yellow glow, and the shadows of the two figures were reflected outside the oil-paper window, appearing and disappearing intermittently.

Outside the courtyard, Ling Moxue looked up, her almond-shaped eyes fixed on the two figures reflected in the paper window, lost in thought.

She pursed her lips, stood there for a long time, her pretty face showing a complex expression.

"Since things have come to this, let's practice our swordsmanship first."

(End of this chapter)